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Looking back at this bio years later...the cringe is insane.
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Will be posting soon just have a little writer's block at the moment.
"You found what?!", Dante asked in surprise. Aaroon had returned from the dig site and was telling him all about it while they sat at lunch. "It's this pretty big ditch in the middle of this field in the forest. I'm pretty sure there was a box or something buried down there too but it was exposed a little", Aaron replied. Whatever it was he had found clearly had the vamp concerned so he figured it would be best if he was concerned as well. "Isabela is almost done, we need to get this done tonight", Dante thought before looking to Aaron again, "Alright you said you could cure vampirism? Then meet me at the fire pit tonight. I'd tell you more but there isn't much time we need to prepare. Once everything is done then I'll tell you everything"
Aaron gave an indifferent look, "Hey man I don't need to know the history it's obvious this box of yours is trouble and since its here at camp I'd prefer it not cause whatever trouble it's capable of so I'll help but not for whatever reasons you have...although whatever it is that's in that box I'd love to see it"
"...Once we have it you can look at it and that's it"
"Thats all I asked"
"Good, remember tonight at the firepit"
The best way I can explain mind linking would be when the link is made the victim hears voices in their head. I wouldn't say they go crazy but its more of a distraction ability and while he is there he can get information that the victim may hold but this(the whole power actually) requires focus so it wont be used as frequently as the others. Shane's telekinesis is used to move objects or activate certain things such as switches and levers, but as for moving large objects like a truck that is harder to do and like mind link requires him to focus hard on it. Invisibility is the only ability which does not require any sort of focus and can be done with ease. However all these powers can only be used in his Rift Form. In human form he relies on solely his skills.
Oh woah my bad I forgot who was the GM and thought it was Mistress Dizzy
> Hm... Another thief for mine to either clash with or steal with...
Nice, I'll get to work on the first post. Is there any specific way I should introduce my character?
Name: Shane
Alias: The Thief(or just Thief)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Skills: Not an official martial arts form but instead a self developed form of street fighting. A series of dirty tricks and brutal attacks meant to not only incapacitate opponents but leave them seriously injured afterwards. The use of environmental weapons such as rocks, dirt, broken glass, etc. is a key aspect of this fighting style and is considered a very savage and unfair way of fighting. Shane also is a master thief, employing stealth as well as pickpocket and lockpicking to get what he wants.
Powers: Shane is able to access powers from what he calls the Rift. These powers are only capable of being used when "Shifting". During this state of being he is transformed into a ghostlike figure with all the telltale signs of a poltergeist capable of telekinesis, invisibility, and mind linking(being able to get into your head and share one mind with). However while Shane is in this state if he goes invisible his presence can be sensed due to a drop in temperature when he is nearby.
Equipment: A lockpicking set
Personality: Shane is a little rough around the edges. He loves using his abilities to get in all sorts of trouble and have fun but when it's time to get serious he is a completely different person. Sarcastic and indifferent when it's time to work the only thing Shane cares about is getting the job done and getting paid. Well.
Greed moves him and anyone that gets in the way of his prize is going to get hurt real bad. Living on the streets has caused him to grow a strong hatred for those of privilaged background, when it comes to those in less than fortunate situations he does what he can to help but believes that if you want to survive you can't rely on help all the time.
History: Shane never knew his parents. They left him at an orphanage shortly after he was born with the only information about him was a note with his name. During his time there he never truely fit in with the other kids and was bullied constantly for. It got to the point where he would fight back violently and was repeatedly reprimanded for this.
At the age of ten he ran away and lived on the streets, stealing and fighting to survive in a world that cared not for him. Ever since then he's made a living in the underground performing a variety of services such as pickpocketing, burglary, robbery, assault, even murder once. The discovery of Shane's ability came when he was running a burglary job one night. A warehouse that stored a certain organizations collections. The target in particular? A vial containing a black liquid. Shane had managed to infiltrate the warehouse(which was heavily guarded)and located the vial. However he was discovered and cornered by one of the guards and was forced to fight. During the conflict the vial opened and it's contents spilled into Shane's eyes. The effects were not pleasant as he was subject to horrific changes. This was the first time he entered the Rift form and it didn't end well. The guard saw what he was becoming and out of panic shot Shane mid transformation. Thought to be dead the body was taken to the city morgue where Shane awoke with a black mark where the bullet pierced him. This was strange however as it had only been a few hours since the incident and it had already healed leaving only a mark as black as night over his heart. He left the morgue and returned to his life of crime only this time utilizing his newfound abilities to better himself as a thief and eventually earning his street name "Thief" as that was what people would yell when they caught him stealing...if they caught him stealing.
Other: During his time working for the Underworld mafia men Shane has received interesting rewards for his service, one in particular being a short sword much like a katana in style only it's blade is straight and it's handle is somewhat more ergonomic. Since his acquiring of the unique blade it has proven to be an invaluable part of his arsenal which resulted in it being named Riya after his friend who grew up with him on the streets.
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This new format...
Talan Val'Shirai
Age: 27
Occupation: Nomad
Personality: Talan has had a hard life. The world has taken much from him and so he has developed a very cynical view of the world. He prefers to be on his own unless it is not the wisest of choices to make and when in a group he acts as the stern caretaker. While he does come off as cold he does care for others if they manage to gain his trust. If you've somehow managed to do that you've gained a friend for life.
History: Talan is from a far off land, a mix of desert and plainslands. His mother Varri and his father Na'Kael were members of a nomadic tribe that farm wherever they are able and live off the land. His father would often take him along on hunting trips when the tribe settled somewhere(though he never hunted himself only carried the supplies). When not hunting with his father he would spend time with his mother farming the land and the two shared a very close bond with each other. One day when they were out hunting Talan and his father were attacked by a hostile tribe, Na'Kael managed to get Talen to escape before he he was killed but by the time Talen had reached camp it had already been attacked by the enemy tribe. His mother was killed in the attack and so Talan was left an orphan. While still a member of the tribe he was forced to fend for himself as the surviving members moved on. He continued to live with them as an outcast to this day.
Even with the certainty that they were being stalked it was still unknown how many of the enemy there were despite the growing number of ruby eyes. Even with his will to live it alone would not assure survival from this encounter, especially not with these makeshift weapons. The scratching on the trees around him only further puzzled him as to what was lurking at the edge of the darkness. It could be an animal maybe a wolf scratching the bark or a human whose weapon brushed against the trees as it darted around his party. Maybe whatever was watching them was not of this world..maybe it was an Ikrat, a demon! "Mitha protect us", he thought as he further watched the eyes while doing his best to cover the others. What's more there seemed to be something moving around in the grass but he could not make out what it was, the last thing he wanted was to be fighting in a field of snakes or whatever possibly venomous creature crept in the undergrowth.
The warmth and added light alerted Talan to the creation of the fire and he immediately turned to grab the torch from Simon and aimed it low to the ground to identify what was below. It was then that he noticed the wolf mask he dropped he moved to pick it up and that was when he heard the voice followed by a feeling on the back of his hand. Whatever was there was gone now and what was this about a Vorkriin(dragon) in the lantern? That would have to wait because now he had more problems to deal with. Kituo was yelling on about something, wait he felt something touch him too? He quickly turned his attention away from the eyes to Kituo telling him and Simon,"Both of you watch my back as well as each others! We can't let these things sneak up on us!" He handed the torch to Simon, "There is something moving on the ground wave the torch near us so it stays away!" and to Kituo he ordered while handing him the wood spear he dropped, " Hold onto this if something gets behind us it may be up to you to protect us!"
Talan was so engulfed in coordinating these two that he almost forgot about the mask. He was tempted to wear it as it might provide his face protection from whatever might be trying to claw at it soon. He snatched it from the ground and put it on.
Damn :/
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